Qin Yang didn't care much about the monsters in the Xiang Realm. Looking at many major events in ancient times, there really wasn't any key point where the monsters were causing mischief behind the scenes.
Are there people in the demon clan who are thoughtful and good at making plans?
In the past, there were indeed several ancestors who could rival some of the big guys from the human race.
Unfortunately, he was dragged to death by his pig teammates.
In the end, the clans of these demon clan bosses were all wiped out.
The practice of the demon race is completely different from that of the human race. Their potential is their bloodline, their practice methods are also their bloodline, and their secret skills are also their bloodline.
Basically everything is based on blood.
On this basis, it can be basically concluded that it is impossible for someone to transcend the source of blood.
For example, with the true dragon bloodline, there has never been a descendant who can rival the true dragon.
As for the human race, even if it is a complete set of classics, it can at most only pave the way before Dao Lord. If you want to become Dao Lord, you must rely on your own understanding and accumulation. Only after you have enough in all aspects can you rely on it.
That little bit of spiritual light leaps to a new realm and becomes a Taoist king.
The stronger the person, the more dependent he is on his innate talent.
After arriving at Daojun, relying on wisdom and understanding, he firmly secured the top spot.
This is why the human race can produce a twelfth division, and there are many others who are second only to the twelfth division, but there are no sealed masters.
The younger generations can be stronger than their predecessors, and the younger generations can take a path that their predecessors have not walked and become stronger.
This is the biggest difference between the human race and the demon race, or other races.
In addition, the starting point of the human race is too low. The lower the starting point, the stronger the plasticity. The lower the starting point, the less difficult it will be to survive and reproduce, and the less time it will take.
When all these circumstances are added up, there is a terrifying premise.
As long as it develops steadily for a few years, the number of human beings will become immeasurably large.
No matter how low the probability of being born is that kind of genius who surpasses his predecessors, it is always possible.
After lengthening the time scale, this possibility can be crossed out and becomes inevitable.
Why is the Emperor of Heaven afraid of the human race, and why does he want to destroy all living beings? The first thing he wants to destroy is the human race.
They are afraid.
Therefore, the human race and the demon race are fundamentally different.
So Qin Yang doesn't care too much about the situation on the demon clan's side.
Because among those who become giants in the human race, there can be no fools. Even if they do something that seems stupid to outsiders, they will definitely do it only if they have their own perseverance.
For example, knowing that you will die but still not retreating.
But it's different when it comes to the demon clan.
Maybe a monster clan with the strength to fight head-on with the Twelve Divisions without being defeated is actually a reckless man.
There may be another explanation for the fact that such a big boss of the demon clan refuses to retreat even though he knows he will die when something happens.
It's up.
Therefore, Qin Yang likes to deal with the demon clan and is not tired.
Just go straight and say whatever you want. Humans who practice the orthodox demonic path will have bonuses here.
Even the demons killed, eaten, and collected materials by the demons may be more than the orthodox monks.
The demon race is still pleasing to the eyes of those who view the devil's ways.
At least people from the demonic path will not say "subdue demons and eliminate demons" before digging up your demon pill.
This matter was an embarrassing conclusion that Qin Yang came to after talking to many human monks and many demon clans.
Therefore, Qin Yang was too lazy to use his brain, and the simpler and rougher the communication, the better.
Qin Yang took Xiao Qi to Dragonborn's territory.
The gate of their lair is integrated with a straight cliff on the seaside. The huge gate is thousands of sheets high. Only at high tide can the full view of the giant gate be seen.
According to the standards of the dragonborn here, only those who can come in through the gate are recognized guests. Otherwise, hurry up and let the dragon master crawl.
The person who least likes to see Xiao Qi is also the Dragonborn.
So Qin Yang came here to have the surgery.
It is one thing to take Xiaoqi to visit the pier, but in fact it is still for the purpose of preaching.
To deal with the Emperor of Heaven, we must unite all the forces that can be united. There are many people with big fists in the demon clan, so those who can unite should unite.
If I could have a disciple and become a leader of the demon clan, many things would be easier to handle in the future.
At the worst, it can pave the way for Wenxu and others, so that they don't offend too many people and die midway when they grow up.
He is not too worried about the disciples in the Silver Moon Realm. That guy is very clever and is unlikely to die on the way, but Qin Yang feels that the possibility of him becoming a big boss in the future is not particularly high.
On the contrary, Qin Yang felt that with Wen Xu in Xiangjie, he had at least half a chance to grow into a big boss.
The chances for the others are not small, but they may cause trouble along the way, and if not done well, the protagonist will become the enemy of the whole world.
Paving the way is just a matter of saving them once at the critical moment.
For someone with Wen Xu's temper, one is enough. Two more will make Qin Yang go crazy.
It's better to have two more arrogant demons.
Qin Yang swayed, and was thousands of feet tall. His energy and blood were burning, soaring straight into the sky. Where he stood, the sea water was forcibly evaporated, and the area of more than ten miles in radius turned into scorched earth.
Then, Qin Yang shouted loudly, and the purest physical power was bundled into one force, exploded with all his strength, and kicked the giant door.
"Rumble..."
There was a thunderous explosion.
In an instant, the stone cliff that was as solid as black iron that the giant gate was integrated into collapsed completely, and then with a roar, turned into powder and exploded.
There was a large hole in the shape of a clear footprint on the giant door. The entire giant door was denting inward. The giant door, which was made of an unknown material, was also forcibly torn apart. After it exploded, it spread toward the inside.
In the dragon's nest, the sleeping dragonborn were awakened by the loud noise and rushed towards the giant door one by one.
This giant gate has stood here for who knows how many years.
Even the Dragonborn himself will rarely open this door. He will only open it when there are some important things.
For example, when a clan leader succeeds to the throne and needs to show his strength, turn it into a test.
People who have the strength to open this door will basically not come here, and those who don't have the strength will not dare to come.
The dragonborn in the lair rushed up and looked at the huge door that had exploded, and they were all stunned.
After rushing out in a swarm, they saw Qin Yang and Xiao Qi standing in the air, smiling and bowing their hands.
"Qin Yang, I'm here to pay you a visit."
Just when these guys were about to swarm forward, an old dragon with the head of a dragon and a height of several feet walked out from inside.
"Everyone, step back."
Old Long scolded him with a sullen face, almost losing his composure.
The rules of the giant sect are known to everyone in the world. Even among the mortals of the human race, many are talking about this anecdote.
Even if many years have passed since this bad thing happened, and many descendants of the Dragonborn don't know about it anymore, they can't slap themselves in the face.
After the old dragon scolded his juniors, he still looked a little ugly when he looked at the damaged giant door.
He recognized Xiao Qi, the little shark who made a lot of noise back then, and was finally taken into the disciples by the old ghost of Hanxiang Sect, and later even fought to death to protect him.
In addition, when Qin Yang came, there was a burst of overt and covert threats, so everyone suppressed them for the time being.
But out of sight and out of mind, you can’t do that, right?
"When I came down to Xiangjie, I took Xiaoqi and came to pay homage to the mountain. Xiaoqi was not sensible back then, so I am here to apologize to you all first.
I happened to hear the rules you all set, and I thought to myself that this is the best way to respect you. Unfortunately, my body is still a lot of waste, and I am not able to blow this door into dust with one blow."
Qin Yang's tone was sincere, with a little regret.
Old Long's nostrils opened when he heard this. After careful observation, he really didn't feel any trace of true energy. Qin Yang used pure physical power.
Thinking of Qin Yang's consciousness descending from the realm of the dead back then, and just his consciousness could trigger a catastrophe, then his strongest power must not be body refining.
In addition, the rules are set by the Dragonborn themselves, so there is nothing they can say now.
Qin Yang is very sincere.
Old Long forced out a smile and cupped his hands.
"Since you can come in, you are a distinguished guest, so please come inside."
Qin Yang glanced at the dragonborn gathered in a circle and stared at them eagerly, reached out and took out a few drops of true dragon's blood.
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist. Xiaoqi got into a lot of trouble back then. Now that I'm here, I have to clean up. The promises I made back then should be honored now.
These are a few drops of true dragon's blood given to me by my eldest brother Yinglong, as an apology for Xiao Qi's fault, and as a meeting gift, I hope you will accept it."
The true dragon's blood, shaped like blood-colored amber, contains the pressure that the Dragonborn feels most clearly. Qin Yang doesn't do anything, they can all feel a natural force coming from the bloodline and from the depths of the soul.
suppress.
But again, this group of guys who were still staring at him with eager eyes stopped breathing and stared at those few drops of true dragon's blood.
Qin Yang pushed his hand and pushed the True Dragon's Blood over, reasoning politely.
"Actually, there is no big conflict between Long Yi and Xiao Qi.
But Nian Jinlong died unfortunately, and I also gave him a great opportunity to send him to his death. Now he is the biological son of the True Dragon generation blood descendants, and with my blessing, his future will definitely surpass that of the first generation blood descendants.
This is a great opportunity to risk death and survive.
If this is not considered a grudge, then naturally there will be no other grudges.
Is this correct?"
The old dragon stared at the few drops of true dragon's blood and thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.
Everyone really has no grudges.
"Please accept it, be careful."
Seeing that Old Long remained silent, Qin Yang continued.
"My eldest brother Yinglong has died. It is true that I can no longer produce the true dragon's blood. If it is not enough, I will return to my territory one day and I will go find Senior Zhulong and ask for it shamelessly. He is the only one alive now.
The true dragon.”
In an instant, the arrogance of the old dragons, including those of the dragonborn, withered away.
Two real dragon gods were brought out, and one is still alive.
You couldn't have said it earlier.
If you can't afford to offend, it doesn't count as a grudge. You already have enough face, so what else do you want?
Furthermore, just looking at Qin Yang himself, he is not very easy to offend.
"Fellow Taoist, you're too polite. It's just a small misunderstanding. People spread rumors and spread rumors, so it doesn't sound like it." Old Long said, and took the true dragon's blood and felt it for a while.
Ignorant of conscience.
"I think Xiaoqi is very well-behaved. Why does the devil behave like this? People in the world are just so ignorant."
"What fellow Taoist said is true."
After complimenting each other for a while, Lao Long invited Qin Yang inside to serve tea.
Three days later, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious. Xiaoqi had been idle for several years and was making a lot of noise with the dragonborn in the dragon's nest. Everyone also discovered that this rumored little devil actually loved making trouble.
Yes, it's still quite cute.
And Qin Yang, after chatting with Lao Long for a long time, also talked about preaching.
After searching around, Qin Yang finally found a suitable successor.
A dragonborn is just a dragonborn with a low status and a very thin bloodline. His father is a human race dragonborn.
Occasionally, I discovered that in a remote corner, this little guy was practicing like crazy. Even after his skin and flesh were ripped apart, he didn't stop. He was working extremely hard.
Compared with ordinary mortals, bloodline has made him successful and given him a higher starting point.
But compared to other dragonborns, his bloodline also limits him.
Qin Yang observed this little guy for several days. He was diligent and hard-working, but his progress was not fast. He was also very filial to his father. He received enlightenment education and learned everything from the human race taught by his father.
If you just have nothing to do, take on an apprentice for fun.
This guy is so diligent and ruthless, and his innate conditions are suitable. He would be at a loss if he didn't train.
Old Long was a little puzzled as to why Qin Yang finally accepted a disciple with the worst bloodline.
Qin Yang's answer was: The bloodline is too good, so it's not interesting.
In the final analysis, there is another reason. If a person has a really good bloodline, giving him a drop of true dragon essence and blood will be more effective than practicing hard for 1800 years.
At that time, if you achieve success, it means that he has a good innate foundation, and it has nothing to do with whether Qin Youde accepts disciples or not.
After staying here for a few months and getting started with teaching, Qin Yang left his clone behind and prepared to leave with Xiao Qi.
Before leaving, Qin Yang looked at his clone and said seriously.
"You should understand that this one is different from others, so don't teach it wrongly."
The clone gave a thumbs up with a calm expression.
"stable."
Qin Yang continued on his way.
The clone began to teach the disciples himself.
He picked his nose and kicked the dragon disciple into the air, causing him to fall into the stone wall a few miles away.
After the dragon man came out slightly injured and confused, he saw the clone nodded.
"Yes, your instincts are good. If you want to refine your body, you must practice all methods to become instincts. Even if you encounter some sinister means and your consciousness falls into silence, your physical instincts can still beat your opponent to death.
Otherwise, if I were here, one look could make your consciousness collapse, and it would be useless no matter how strong you are in body training."
"Disciple has learned the lesson." The dragon man looked solemn and saluted quickly.
As soon as he finished speaking, before he could get up, his body flew backwards.
The clone looked at the dragon man who was obviously more seriously injured this time and said very dissatisfied.
"Have you learned your lesson? If you were an enemy, you would have died just now."
After the third time, with the same strength, the dragon man could barely make a defensive posture.
Teaching by words and deeds, the effect is outstanding.
The clone picked his nose and nodded with satisfaction.
"good."
As for the things I ask you to do, just do them well. How to do them, of course, you have to do them in the way that gives the best results.